"...silver on the ocean, stitching through the waves the edges of the sky."
An overcast day. Our high was forecast at 81˚F, and we did make 80˙F, but it didn't really feel like it.
There's a little bit of cool air coming our way.
Work today was all over the place, from the project for Nan Goldin to my mosasaurs. I did a lot, but feel like I accomplished very little.
Something I just said on Twitter: There's a special sort of anxiety when you've found a pretty cool binomen, & amazingly it appears never to have been used before, & NOW you have to sit silently on it for months or years, daring to utter it nowhere, until the paper naming the new taxon is finally published. See, actually if I did – for example – use it here, the International Commission of Zoological Nomenclature would rule it invalid and it could not ever be used by anyone. Ever. It would become a nomen nudum, a naked name. But more than that legal issue is my fear that between now and publication someone else would hear me use the name and take it for their own – there's actually no ICZN ruling against such unethical behavior. So, I know it, and the person who helped me with the Greek knows it, and a colleague I trust, he knows it, and that it. With luck, the paper will be published in 2023. There's a very remote chance it might see daylight in late 2022. And for scientific publication, this is fast. Oh, and keep in mind, this is a mosasaur that was discover in 1875 and has been sitting around ever since. I could also point to the macrobaenid turtle paper I've coauthored with Drew Gentry and Jim Parham, which going to review at JVP later this month. It also describes a new genus and species, and we've been working on it since 2019 (a specimen that was collected in 1985). But I do go on.
Pleased have a look at Dreaming Squid Sundries, our Big Cartel shop. Give us money, and we'll give you cool shit I wrote. And then Spooky and I can pay our bills.
Oh, the sun is coming out....
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
11:33 a.m.
There's a little bit of cool air coming our way.
Work today was all over the place, from the project for Nan Goldin to my mosasaurs. I did a lot, but feel like I accomplished very little.
Something I just said on Twitter: There's a special sort of anxiety when you've found a pretty cool binomen, & amazingly it appears never to have been used before, & NOW you have to sit silently on it for months or years, daring to utter it nowhere, until the paper naming the new taxon is finally published. See, actually if I did – for example – use it here, the International Commission of Zoological Nomenclature would rule it invalid and it could not ever be used by anyone. Ever. It would become a nomen nudum, a naked name. But more than that legal issue is my fear that between now and publication someone else would hear me use the name and take it for their own – there's actually no ICZN ruling against such unethical behavior. So, I know it, and the person who helped me with the Greek knows it, and a colleague I trust, he knows it, and that it. With luck, the paper will be published in 2023. There's a very remote chance it might see daylight in late 2022. And for scientific publication, this is fast. Oh, and keep in mind, this is a mosasaur that was discover in 1875 and has been sitting around ever since. I could also point to the macrobaenid turtle paper I've coauthored with Drew Gentry and Jim Parham, which going to review at JVP later this month. It also describes a new genus and species, and we've been working on it since 2019 (a specimen that was collected in 1985). But I do go on.
Pleased have a look at Dreaming Squid Sundries, our Big Cartel shop. Give us money, and we'll give you cool shit I wrote. And then Spooky and I can pay our bills.
Oh, the sun is coming out....
Later Tater Beans,
Aunt Beast
11:33 a.m.